"Help me peel this."
Li Qingrong didn't refuse, carefully peeling away the white fibers.
"Isn't physics going to increase your score?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Nian looked puzzled, glanced at Director Qing, "I don't know, waiting for news from Old Liu."
He asked casually, "Do you want to help me study?"
Li Qingrong shook her head, directly turning it down, "You're not honest, your mind is not on studying, always getting handsy."
Jiang Nian looked incredulous, as if he had been grievously slandered.
"Qingqing, you don't trust me?"
Hearing this, Li Qingrong looked up and asked him quietly.
"Then will you behave?"
Jiang Nian thought for a moment, "No."
Between learning and the pleasures of life, Jiang Nian had his priorities. If he couldn't touch her leg, then studying was a waste of time.
Touching a leg, what a thrill.
"However, you should give me a chance," Jiang Nian coughed, "Maybe I can control myself."
